back to the future. or rather, the past.

the skyline is smaller, and i aint taller. just different. no, maybe not different. just distanced. and seeing it from a distance - from the plane, from the ferry, and the cab - just brought it home to me that this isn't home anymore.

the guy at customs seemed to agree --

him : "so, have you been to canada before?"

me: 'yeah, i'm actually american and canadian"

him: "ah (holding up my US passport) but i see you've chosen sides."

well played mr. customs guy, well played. even though i'm pretty sure it's illegal to travel with both. at any rate, it's nice to be here for a little while. it's quiet and twinkly and calm.

and there are fun days stretched out ahead. tomorrow i'll be reprising the famous role of 'auntie maddy' and entertaining endlessly energetic nieces. and then onwards to see old friends for what promises to be an endlessly energetic string of evenings, culminating in a wedding. two old friends are officially becoming newlyweds, and i am officially becoming even more of a cliche-spewing hack.

some things stay the same, regardless of what town i'm in.